Strange Dream 

Strange, but vivid dream…

I was living in Miami Beach, only the place didn’t resemble Miami Beach that much. I was financially poor, but somehow I had a nice house.

I met up with tre Chief Financial Officer of he company I used to work for and unsuccessfully pleaded for my old job back. I discovered that he was now married to S, my ex.

I then remember being taken to a gym, only it was all guys in the gym and I felt intimidated, yet one of them was nice to me and made sure I was safe. We went food shopping afterwards as I said I’d cook for him. But then we ended up at a bar just a few blocks away from the beach. Apparently a hurricane was going to hit soon, then as I stared into his brown eyes, I woke up.

I woke up to my friend/roommate chomping and typing, which instantly triggered me.  I hate this.  

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Author: Becca

Dead to the world, dead inside.

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